C202 National Agent

"Ah …" The scribe was shocked as his eyes lit up. A box of copper coins was placed in front of him! He put down his glass and smiled awkwardly. "What do you mean?"

"Master, who should we sell at the Eastern Gate Inn?" As long as you nod your head, this matter will be settled. " Zhang Xiang waved his hand and dismissed the servants.

"Fine, I'll sell it to you